The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

"Alarm! Alarm! Unauthorized intrusion! Unauthorized intrusion!"

In the cutting-edge laboratory of the Ma Corporation, a group of researchers are working overtime to study the fragments of the stone statue, trying to discover some new substances or new energy.

They were so exhausted they were seeing stars, until they were jolted awake by an alarm in the lab, instantly snapping them back to reality.

"Who goes there!"

"That outfit...is it a bandit?"

"Bandits! What do you want?!"

"Calling for the escort team! Calling for the mech combat team! Come to the advanced laboratory immediately, there's an emergency!"

"Halt! If you come any closer, we'll activate the lab's self-defense systems!"

Song Feng and Magnet Brother swaggered in.

Seeing that the visitors were hostile, the researchers in the laboratory decisively activated the laboratory's internal self-defense mechanisms.

"Sizzle—"

On the laboratory ceiling, mechanical decks opened one after another, revealing laser emitters.

Amidst the ear-piercing metallic scraping sound, these laser emitters all aimed at Song Feng and Magnet Brother.

No, it's aimed at all researchers.

Everyone: "?"

Magnet Bro casually picked up a microphone and said indifferently, "Anyone who moves again, or utters another damn word, will taste the chilling sensation of lasers piercing their hearts."

The noisy laboratory suddenly fell silent.

You can hear the alarms still going off outside, and many people are heading in this direction.

Song Feng arrived at an experimental table and saw the remnants of those stone statues under a photoelectron microscope, above a biochemical furnace, and inside a small-volume high-energy collider.

Although they were lifeless, Song Feng seemed to see them.

A hero endures torment without batting an eye, only spitting at those who aid and abet the evildoers.

On the wall of the laboratory hangs a cylindrical stone statue several meters long.

That was a little finger.

There are obvious cut marks on some parts of the fingers, which is the source of the stone chips lying inside these devices.

During the chaotic battle that day, the Zhao family of Luoyang managed to snatch half a hand. They cut off one of the fingers and gave it to the Ma family of Baiyun.

Song Fenghu's body trembled, and all his clones jumped out.

"Pack up all the stone chips and take them with you, not a single drop should be left behind!"

"Okay!!"

The clones moved swiftly and violently, raiding the house.

Take what you can. If it's inside some equipment and can't be taken away, move the entire equipment. If the equipment is locked in the lab, just have Brother Huo set it on fire, melt it, and cut it off to take it away.

Song Feng took out the telescopic capsule, intending to retract the finger hanging on the wall, but found that the telescopic capsule he brought was of poor quality and could not retract the object of this weight.

They had to act quickly because the Ma Company's armed forces were about to arrive.

Song Feng realized that he could directly absorb the stone statue, so he placed his hand on it.

"No response? This is...?"

When he failed to absorb the energy at first, Song Feng's heart sank. He began to doubt whether his and his clones' previous speculations about how to revive Song Gua were wrong.

But upon closer inspection, he discovered a thin, plastic-like film on the surface of the stone statue.

He grabbed a researcher by the collar and pulled him over.

"What did you seal on the surface of the stone statue?"

The other party wasn't even a post-natal spiritual martial artist, so he could only obediently answer.

"Polytricyclic phenyl titanium".

Speak like a human being!

"It's a protective material that prevents the stone statue from coming into contact with the air, and it can also resist pressure, high temperatures, or prevent some external disturbances from causing microscopic damage."

"You guys really 'cherish' this treasure, huh!"

Song Feng casually tossed the man aside.

It will probably take time to break down this layer of the three-ring structure.

Song Feng had to retreat first; there was no time to waste.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed another person who seemed to hold a relatively high position in the laboratory.

"Give me a retractable capsule! The bigger the better!"

"Ah, this...this..."

Song Feng slammed the old man onto the table, making him wince in pain.

"Quick! Don't force me to hurt you!"

"Okay, okay, okay..."

The old man pointed to a safe and said a string of numbers.

One of the clones quickly ran over, entered the numbers, opened the box, and took out a box of red capsules.

From the appearance and texture of these telescopic capsules, Song Feng could tell that they were ton-level ultra-large capacity telescopic capsules, capable of holding tens of tons of objects under extreme conditions.

After using the capsule to store the stone statue's finger, Song Feng quickly withdrew from the laboratory with his clone, preparing to leave by a different route.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they came out, they were met with a dense barrage of gun barrels.

"Halt! Take another step and we'll shoot! Hmph, trust me, these weapons will make your bones smell delicious!"

When they saw that the first thing to block their way was the mecha combat team from the Ma Corporation, the clones were grinning from ear to ear.

The so-called mecha combat team is an armed force composed of non-spiritual martial artists or those with lower levels of acquired spiritual martial arts, who use modern weapons.

This is present in every company, and the larger the company, the larger the scale; top companies even equip themselves with large mechs.

Of course, Ma's company cannot reach that level.

However, their mech combat team also ensured that each soldier was equipped with a level 2 individual armor and a wide variety of handheld weapons.

Song Feng noticed that they were also equipped with auxiliary combat unmanned equipment such as robotic dogs, robotic spiders, and robotic mice, and he guessed that there were also drones watching outside.

But, let alone doing these things, even if you bring a Gundam over to face Magnet Guy, it's just a free kill.

Song Feng led the way, and the others split up and headed straight for the French windows, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

Upon seeing this, the captain leading the combat team was furious.

"You're incredibly arrogant! I don't believe you're some kind of bandits or heroes. Stealing from our Ma's Company is suicide. Within our company premises, our personnel have the right to enforce the law! Open fire!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw all the team members' weapons fly up on their own.

Just as he was wondering when their handheld equipment had been equipped with anti-gravity components, he saw that all the gun barrels were pointed at him.

"Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? What's going on?"

Magnet Brother walked up to him, raised his chin, and smiled slightly.

"You should go to the museum and learn more about bandits."

After saying that, Magnet Brother controlled all the weapons and struck each member of the combat team on the head.

Magnet Brother understands; the old and new thieves, Song Feng, are not easy to kill.

Therefore, he avoids killing those who are carrying out orders.

Then, Magnet Bro crushed and kneaded these weapons, turning them into a giant hammer.

With a loud "bang," Magnet Bro smashed the French windows with his giant hammer.

Song Feng and his clones leaped out of the air.

Magnet Brother exerted his strength again, disassembling and reassembling the giant hammer into flying skateboards, which he then placed under the feet of the crowd to support their flight and evacuation.